Shakily, Petunia gave Harry her list. Then she smiled and turned to the
table. "Are you Harry's friends?"
Sirius and Remus rose, "I'm Harry's godfather, and an old friend of his fathers, this is my friend Remus, also a friend of his parents."
A funny look crossed Petunia's face. She smiled slightly. "Well, I'm going back to my bedroom. Oh! And Harry, here's twenty pounds, I'm sorry that I don't have any of your, wizard money."
Harry smiled warmly. "That's alright Aunt Petunia. I can get it exchanged later."
Petunia nodded. "You're a good boy Harry, a good boy." She went back upstairs.
"Pity she didn't feel that way when I was seventeen."
"Well technically speaking, you weren't a good boy when you were seventeen."
Harry just rolled his eyes. "Back to business." Sirius said.
Harry sighed. "Can't you take him Remus?"
"I don't have a house. I live at the school."
"Excellent! Take him to the school."
Sirius gave him a look so harsh Harry actually twitched. "Fine. Fine, fine, fine. Fine. You can have the attic."
Sirius grinned. "All I will be doing here is sleeping, I assure you."
Harry shook his head. "God man. You need some help. Why can't you stay at your place?"
"I could, except for the fact that my girlfriend lives there too."
"Your girlfriend eh? Name."
"I'm not telling you that!"
"Why not?"
"You don't know her anyway." Sirius muttered.
Remus could barely contain his laughter. All of a sudden Draco walked in and Remus burst out, practically falling of his chair, he staggered into the front room and collapsed, giggling.
Harry looked at Draco, who was walking upstairs, half-asleep, and then at Sirius who was glring in the direction of Remus. "Oh Jesus! Jesus Christ. It's Narcisca Malfoy isn't it?"
Sirius just glared. "OH CHRIST MAN! Holy Christ. Screwing Mafoy's widow. I never would have thought- JESUS, that makes Malfoy your son. Come on, she can't be that crazy, besides she lives at Hogwarts."
"Yeah well guess who's a close personal friend of hers."
"Severus Snape." Harry said, grinning.
"Not funny."
"Why didn't you tell me? Jeez, I told you that I was talking to Draco."
"Speak of the devil." Remus said, coming back into the room just as Draco entered.
"Who's talking about Hannah Abbott?" Draco asked disgustedly.
"Uh-oh, what did she do?"
"Nothing. She doesn't have to do anything, she just annoys me. God, she's like a little flea, right ander my skin, picking, picking, picking, until I can't take it any longer."
"No kidding." Harry said.
"Please tell me she isn't coming for Christmas."
"She's not invited. But neither are the Bones'."
"We all need plagues upon this earth," Sirius said. "And besides, Peter and Mary Bones aren't that bad. If you don't mind having conversations that are literally about the weather."
Lily didn't say a word in her grandparents, or godmothers, defense. Her job here was to quietly listen, and to observe, lest she be kicked out.
"So what did she actually do?" Harry asked, giving a half-ave to Remus and Sirius as they slipped out the door.
"Finnigan and I were in the Crow & Wand there, down on third avenue, and she came in, ordered her little cup of tea and glared at Finnigan. Just glared. She didn't do anything, didn't say anything, didn't slap him even, just glared."
"And then she left." Harry said, shaking his head. "Don't blame Hannah. It's not her fault she's completely insane."
"But why was she glaring at him?"
"Oh you know, he was friends with Dean, he has a kid and she doesn't, he can drink without becoming comatose and she can't. She's barking mad." Harry shook his head.
"So you want to go out?" Draco smiled slyly, "Before Parvati get's here?"
Harry punched him and swallowed the last of his drink. "Sure, Lil, you mind?"
Lily smiled, "No, not at all. Go have a good time."
Harry nodded and he and Draco left. Lily looked up as Petunia came down the stairs. "Has Remus left yet?" She whispered.
Sirius and Remus rose, "I'm Harry's godfather, and an old friend of his fathers, this is my friend Remus, also a friend of his parents."
A funny look crossed Petunia's face. She smiled slightly. "Well, I'm going back to my bedroom. Oh! And Harry, here's twenty pounds, I'm sorry that I don't have any of your, wizard money."
Harry smiled warmly. "That's alright Aunt Petunia. I can get it exchanged later."
Petunia nodded. "You're a good boy Harry, a good boy." She went back upstairs.
"Pity she didn't feel that way when I was seventeen."
"Well technically speaking, you weren't a good boy when you were seventeen."
Harry just rolled his eyes. "Back to business." Sirius said.
Harry sighed. "Can't you take him Remus?"
"I don't have a house. I live at the school."
"Excellent! Take him to the school."
Sirius gave him a look so harsh Harry actually twitched. "Fine. Fine, fine, fine. Fine. You can have the attic."
Sirius grinned. "All I will be doing here is sleeping, I assure you."
Harry shook his head. "God man. You need some help. Why can't you stay at your place?"
"I could, except for the fact that my girlfriend lives there too."
"Your girlfriend eh? Name."
"I'm not telling you that!"
"Why not?"
"You don't know her anyway." Sirius muttered.
Remus could barely contain his laughter. All of a sudden Draco walked in and Remus burst out, practically falling of his chair, he staggered into the front room and collapsed, giggling.
Harry looked at Draco, who was walking upstairs, half-asleep, and then at Sirius who was glring in the direction of Remus. "Oh Jesus! Jesus Christ. It's Narcisca Malfoy isn't it?"
Sirius just glared. "OH CHRIST MAN! Holy Christ. Screwing Mafoy's widow. I never would have thought- JESUS, that makes Malfoy your son. Come on, she can't be that crazy, besides she lives at Hogwarts."
"Yeah well guess who's a close personal friend of hers."
"Severus Snape." Harry said, grinning.
"Not funny."
"Why didn't you tell me? Jeez, I told you that I was talking to Draco."
"Speak of the devil." Remus said, coming back into the room just as Draco entered.
"Who's talking about Hannah Abbott?" Draco asked disgustedly.
"Uh-oh, what did she do?"
"Nothing. She doesn't have to do anything, she just annoys me. God, she's like a little flea, right ander my skin, picking, picking, picking, until I can't take it any longer."
"No kidding." Harry said.
"Please tell me she isn't coming for Christmas."
"She's not invited. But neither are the Bones'."
"We all need plagues upon this earth," Sirius said. "And besides, Peter and Mary Bones aren't that bad. If you don't mind having conversations that are literally about the weather."
Lily didn't say a word in her grandparents, or godmothers, defense. Her job here was to quietly listen, and to observe, lest she be kicked out.
"So what did she actually do?" Harry asked, giving a half-ave to Remus and Sirius as they slipped out the door.
"Finnigan and I were in the Crow & Wand there, down on third avenue, and she came in, ordered her little cup of tea and glared at Finnigan. Just glared. She didn't do anything, didn't say anything, didn't slap him even, just glared."
"And then she left." Harry said, shaking his head. "Don't blame Hannah. It's not her fault she's completely insane."
"But why was she glaring at him?"
"Oh you know, he was friends with Dean, he has a kid and she doesn't, he can drink without becoming comatose and she can't. She's barking mad." Harry shook his head.
"So you want to go out?" Draco smiled slyly, "Before Parvati get's here?"
Harry punched him and swallowed the last of his drink. "Sure, Lil, you mind?"
Lily smiled, "No, not at all. Go have a good time."
Harry nodded and he and Draco left. Lily looked up as Petunia came down the stairs. "Has Remus left yet?" She whispered.